Jeremy and his wife were in Europe
backpacking, when one day they stopped at an inn. The couple moved to a table
inside, and waved for the innkeeper.
“How may I help you today?” He asked
“We’d like directions.” Jeremy
stated. “We’re going north, but aren’t sure which road to take.”
“Oh, well then you’d want to stay
here for the night and cut through the meadow.”
Jeremy thought the old man was just
trying to obtain more business before two people leave his inn. “Linda, we’ll
go through the meadow tonight.”
“You shouldn’t do that sir.” Said
the innkeeper. “At night the Knight comes out and murders any he finds.”
Jeremy’s wife shrieked. Jeremy was still doubtful, and went anyways.
The couple found the meadow easily,
and they were just about half way through, when they heard footsteps heading
their way. Jeremy turned and looked, only to see a suit of armor coming towards
him, from about twenty yards away.
A hollow voice rang out, “Hail
Traveler!” The suit stops, an arrow sticking out of the armor creaks slightly.
“I would have a duel with thee.” The suit tossed a sword across the field to
Jeremy.
“I won’t!” Jeremy exclaimed aloud.
“If you refuse, I shall take the
life of your wench!”
Jeremy uttered a curse word under
his breath, and grabbed the sword, he rushed at the suit. He went to slash, and
nearly hit the arrow, which made the suit of armor freak out. In its wild
frenzy, the suit chopped off Jeremy’s arm.
Jeremy fell to the ground in shock.
The suit stood over him, and plunged the blade into his chest.
“So it is done.” The suit rang out.
It was content with another victim, and started to walk away. Linda ran towards
the hunk of metal, and gripped the arrow shaft as tightly as she could. She
pulled with all of her might, and suddenly, the armor was gone. She looked
back, upset that she lost her husband, but happy that this would never happen
to anyone else ever again.
By L.A.M.
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